In a continent torn by kingdoms, where monsters walk beside men and coins are traded like trust, you awaken alone beside a dying fire in the heart of a dense forest. You don’t remember where you came from—nor exactly who you are—but your hand rests on a blood-stained sword, and a strange mark burns faintly on your left wrist.

The air is cold. The silence isn’t peace—it’s a warning.

This world is harsh and wild. Filled with beasts, mages, mercenaries, and hunters who'd trade their souls for a handful of crowns. Every encounter might shape your fate. Every path might lead to death—or to legend.

All you have now are your instincts, your blade, and a weathered cloak that reveals nothing of your past. But something deep inside you whispers… this world remembers you.

As you rise and gather your breath, a muffled scream echoes through the trees. A woman’s cry for help—followed by a low, growling snarl. Something... not human lurks nearby.